Nan Yi was overjoyed, acting as if he were marrying off his own daughter. He spent a long time discussing things with Xiao Xi before finally letting her leave when it got dark.

After the Xiao sisters left, Nan Yi informed Qiu Ma of the good news and ordered her to take full responsibility for her lover's marriage, including deciding on the dowry.

The mistress also knew that her master had discussed her marriage with Xiao Xi, so she was too embarrassed to appear in front of Nan Yi that night.

For three consecutive days, the Wanyue Pavilion was filled with joy. When Yinzhen entered the room, Nan Yi was taking a nap.

She was half asleep when she suddenly felt extremely hot, as if she were hugging a furnace. She couldn't breathe through her nose and felt suffocated.

She opened her eyes and saw only blackness. She touched it and felt a warm sensation.

Nan Yi tilted his head back slightly, but Yinzhen moved his hand and pressed it back down, grumbling, "Sleepy, go to sleep."

"Ugh... I'm so hot, let go."

"Behave yourself and stop making noise," Yinzhen said with a frown.

Nan Yi's face darkened; she was so frustrated she could barely contain herself. She opened her mouth and bit down on someone's chest without any hesitation.

"Hiss~~" Yinzhen opened his eyes. He was exhausted these past few days, and his eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to get a good night's sleep, but the people around him were restless.

"Yier?" A hoarse voice, tinged with a hint of warning.

Nan Yi pushed his face away, feeling annoyed, and said, "I can't breathe, don't hug me so tightly, it's uncomfortable."

"Hmm, don't run away..." Yinzhen murmured, then wrapped his arms around Nan Yi's waist and pressed his head against her cheek.

Nan Yi's heart clenched, and she turned her head away. Someone squeezed in next to her, his breath falling on her cheek, making her face almost burn, but she didn't move and let him be.